Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 829 Symphony

Six flying spirits surrounded the clouds in the middle of the cloud and began a spiritual attack through the porthole. Although the flying spirit has a certain defense ability, it does not last long.

At the beginning of the cloud, I saw the shadow of the porthole reflection. Those people took the same silver mask as Ren Zhizhi. My heart was shocked. It turned out to be the demon temple. Their news was well-informed.

"Yu Hai, pass me the topographic map nearby!"

After the cloud took the topographic map, it was found that the bottom of the cloud happened to be a big lake, and the eyes turned around with an idea.

"Fly to the bottom, we jumped into the lake!" said the cloud at first glance, the combat power of these people in the water is much stronger than that of the land. Only in this way can we get a chance.

The spacecraft at the beginning of the cloud quickly descended. At the beginning of the cloud, he looked at Ren Lizhi, who had been in a state of lethargy. He also intended to bring him back to continue interrogation. Now it seems that he can only be slaughtered.

At the beginning of the cloud, the sword fell, and Ren Lizhi died in his sleep!

After the flying spirits fell to a distance of a few feet from the lake, everyone jumped into the lake and the flying spirits were collected by the clouds.

The popularity of the six spaceships was ruined by the portholes toward the clouds and they were attacked by the spirits. Unfortunately, they sneaked into the water at the beginning of the cloud, and their attacks were basically ineffective.

"Van Shih adults, they jumped into the lake, what do we do?"

One of the flying spirits had seven or eight men with silver masks. In the middle stood a man with a golden mask. He sneered: "This stone spirit is clever, but he can't escape my palm. , let's jump too!"

"This, adults, we won't be water!"

"No problem! We just need to watch the lively on the boat." The golden face of the man's mouth showed a sneer.

Those silver faces face each other and watch the fun? What kind of fun? Those people look good on the water, and we dry ducks can't help them.

Van Gogh was also the golden-faced man. With those silver-faced people jumping into the water, he made a big ship from the storage ring, and everyone got on the boat.

When the Sanskrit raised his hand, there was a huge monster in the lake!

Those silver-faced people exclaimed, God, this, this turned out to be the thirteenth-order magic color! Those people are dead! The level of this illusion is not high, the most important thing is that this illusion can emit current, which is simply invincible in the water.

Van Gogh said to the Symphony TV: "Go! Kill those people, but the body will be kept for me. When I find something, they will all be yours."

The Symphony of Lights clicked on a huge head and sneaked into the water.

Those silver-faced men have flattered: "Adult, this magic color is your spiritual favorite?"

Van Gogh arrogantly nodded. "This is just one of the spiritual gifts that the Lord has given me. You only have to do your best to do things for the Lord. You will have such a spiritual pet in the future."

Those silver-faced men are ecstatic: "Adult, really? That's great! Magical TV is the thirteenth-order monster, which is equivalent to the seven layers of the Emperor. I think you can't get it." It’s eight layers on the emperor! It’s not a quarter of an hour, those people are dead!”

"Yes! They thought that they would escape when they jumped into the water. It would be too naive to think about it! The Symphony of Light is the overlord in the water, and they can be electrocuted with just a few currents."

"No wonder the adults said that we only need to watch the movie on the boat. With this magic color, let's not say that they have more than a dozen people, that is, hundreds of people are not opponents of the Symphony."

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(End of this chapter)